Liu Chang'an was certain that if Zhou Shuling did not cook according to his instructions and instead used a method she thought would work, then once the dish came out of the wok, she would consider it a "new dish" she had invented.
Then she would bring it before Liu Chang'an for him to taste, eagerly awaiting his praise.
She often did this, yet the number of times she received praise was as few as the times Zhou Dongdong was praised for improving her exam scores.
So far, the only dish she had improved and earned Liu Chang'an's approval for was a cold dressed sliced pork trotter dish. It had made it onto the menu, making Zhou Shuling feel she was now on equal footing with Zhou Dongdong in this regard. After all, Zhou Dongdong had once accidentally invented Dongdong Brand Chicken Leg.
In truth, this cold dressed sliced pork trotter dish currently sold only slightly better at the restaurant than the à la carte lard-fried egg outside the set meals.
That lard-fried egg probably only amounted to two or three yuan in a set meal, but cost five yuan when ordered separately. So most customers ordered a set meal that included it, and only those especially fond of fried eggs added one or two extra.
It was not that Zhou Shuling's cold dressed sliced pork trotter dish tasted bad. It was simply low in quantity and high in price. It used fresh pig's trotters rather than frozen products, and the preparation was time-consuming, so the cost could not be brought down.
Fortunately, Zhou Shuling had not fantasized about matching the sales of Dongdong Brand Chicken Leg, the number one seller at the restaurant. Otherwise, she would have had plenty to fret over... Little Mama was the sort of woman